"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he is suffering for a while. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no colorlessness in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no fragrance, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old age, no old age, no old age. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom and no gain. For the sake of nothing. Bodhisattva, according to Prajnaparamita, has no obstacles in his mind. There is no obstacle, no terror, far from upside-down dreams, nirvana. The Buddhas of the three worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, attained the three bodhisattvas of Anuttara. Therefore, it is known that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra, and an unequal mantra, which can remove one qiē suffering, and is true and true. Therefore, to say the Prajnaparamita mantra is to say the mantra: Reveal the truth, Para reveal the truth, Para Sangha reveal the truth, Bodhisattva Bha. “

The high mountain goat and the dancing girls did not dance, but with the crisp bell, sat on the ground like a monk and began to recite the scriptures, two sentences and one verse, one section and one stop, one bell, those women's voices were extremely sweet, and the red lips quickly spit out one after another awkward syllables, and the beginning was very neat, and slowly there were always two dancing girls' voices out of the team, one repeated, two repeated, three repeated, and in the end, Yun Ye's ears were full of color and emptiness, emptiness and emptiness, They pronounced these words very clearly, while the other sentences seemed to become whispers in their ears.

I tried to listen to the scriptures clearly, but the result was only emptiness, and the word "color and emptiness" kept wandering in my mind, as if I wanted to engrave the word "color and emptiness" in my mind.

The silver bell rang, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the field, those dancing girls sat side by side in front of everyone at some point, arm holding arm, the gold chuan on the arm was actually buckled together, the body swayed from side to side, and there was a small golden bell hanging on the tip of the nipple. The sound was like a spring silkworm munching on a mulberry leaf on a rainy night. In front of him is no longer some lively beauties, but a white jade wave, and the golden bell on the tip of the nipple is the broken gold spread on the water surface by the sunset.

Yun Ye controlled his body, didn't let him sway with the rhythm of the dancing girl, and turned his head to look at the other gentlemen, okay. Li Tai's eyes were empty, and he didn't know where the fugue had gone, the eldest grandson Chong was lying on his side on the soft couch, his hand holding the wine glass danced to the rhythm, Cheng Chumo's eyes widened and he was concentrating, and Li Huairen drooled and looked at the dancer's chest one by one. I guess I'm thinking about who's more beautiful.

A few gentlemen in the back row have already swayed gently with the ups and downs of the dancers, and Chai Lingwu was pressed on the shoulders by the two gentlemen sitting next to him, unable to move......

Someone is blowing reed leaves, like a complaining woman calling for the return of her beloved, the wind blows the cold window, the cold night is lonely, hugging the chest for warmth. At the end of the song, people are scattered. Ten thousand voices can't be called.

Large tears dripped from the dancer's eyes, but her arms shook even more violently. The sound of the drum sounded, just like the footsteps of a lover traveling far away, and could not be kept.

The reed flute stops, the Sanskrit sound rises again, the heart is like ashes, walking alone, there are monks at the foot of the mountain, the eyebrows are beautiful, the top of the Mo is ordained, tolerant and compassionate, the lover looks back at the girl, the monk falls, the reed flute rises, the ghost cries at night, and the southeast branch hangs on the girl.

"For nothing, Bodhisattva hammer. Eboroparamita is so much that the mind is not hindered. There is no obstacle, there is no terror, away from upside-down dreams, nirvana. The sharp female voice seems to pierce people's eardrums, the compassionate Buddha is read viciously and gloomy, the wind blows the rope and breaks, the lady is resurrected, and vows to tempt all the monks in the world.

When the mountain goat snake twisted on the ground, Yun Ye just wanted to help her, it was too painful, the bones of both shoulders seemed to be removed, the hair was scattered on his face, the sweat on his face was stained with a few hairs, and there was infinite pleading in his eyes, Chai Lingwu shook his arms, lifted the two people who were pressing him, stretched out his arms to meet the high mountain goat, and his face was full of pity.

The high mountain goat's cheek rubbed Chai Lingwu's calf, like a little lamb finding the warmest embrace, Yun Ye saw the high mountain goat open its mouth and bit Chai Lingwu's calf fiercely, and the blood flowed out, and that damn Chai Lingwu actually showed a relieved expression, bastard, this is into the play? You're not the hero.

There are more than one person who thinks the same as Yun Ye, Yun Ye just thinks about it, but those bastards are already fighting for the wind and jealousy, you hug me, I pull yours, roll into a ball.

The eldest grandson chong had already closed his eyes, several beads of sweat were crackling down, and it seemed that he couldn't hold it anymore, Cheng Chumo looked around strangely, and Li Huairen admired people's breasts with great pleasure.

Seeing the high mountain goat stroking back and forth on Chai Lingwu's body, but he didn't find that this guy reacted, seeing this, Yun Ye almost laughed, if your charm is more effective than Sun Simiao's medicine, Lao Tzu admits defeat, Chai Lingwu is now just fascinated by the seven feelings, and now he is a lover full of guilt, you want a eunuch lover to react You are amazing.

Li Tai can actually take out a charcoal pen and write and draw on the table, it seems that he is solving an extremely difficult formula, if this guy enters his own world, eight cows will not be able to pull it back.

Gao Shanzi saw that Yun Ye also came over, his eyes were full of smiles, and he writhed even more vigorously, and he was about to climb Yun Ye's legs, but he found that Yun Ye avoided her, and returned to his seat with the half-stupid Chai Lingwu and poured him a large jar of spirits.

I made a continuation of the action towards the mountain goat, hugged my chest and continued to watch the performance, now I have figured it out, the Heavenly Demon Dance is really a good dance, giving people endless imagination space, just like a tear-jerking movie, but all the clips are made up by your own brain.

The stimulated mountain goat suddenly screamed, scattered his hair, plucked a hairpin from his head, and scratched it on his chest, and a foot of blood appeared on his white chest at once, from one to another bud, and there were red blood beads on the tip of the nipple, undulating, even if one person scratched it, a group of people all scratched it was too spectacular, and there was a smell of blood in the air, if you taste it carefully, there is actually a sweet fragrance.

Sweet? It's not that I haven't smelled blood, there is this smell there, it's not good, Yun Ye quickly buckled the pig's mouth to his mouth and nose, and took a few long breaths before he drove out the dizzy feeling.

The eldest grandson Chong's reaction was not slow, Cheng Chumo also buttoned the pig's mouth, Li Huairen sniffed it twice, and reluctantly buttoned the pig's mouth for himself, and helped Li Tai to buckle it by the way.

There were only eight people who had time to buckle the pig's mouth, and the rest had already pounced on the dance field with a lewd smile, circling around the dancing girls like dogs, this was the climax of the Heavenly Demon Dance, those witches were extremely provocative, Yun Ye could even see that there was a small white ball in the mouths of those dancing girls, and the clove was gone under the secret vomit.

Yun Ye, who was wearing a pig's mouth, was indeed not handsome, but his eyes were exceptionally bright, and Cheng Chumo approached Yun Ye's urn and shouted loudly: "This fucking Heavenly Demon Dance is indeed worthy of its reputation, Lao Tzu almost fell into it just now." “

Yun Ye was very disappointed, there was no evidence, the pills had been eaten by those bastards as jelly beans, and he only knew that he buried his head in other people's chests and arched it randomly, forget it, is there any danger, it is good to get a little cheap.

Seeing that Yun Ye still didn't react, Gao Shanzi stomped his feet, the golden bells on his ankles rang out randomly, and the drums also banged, and there was another masked dancer in the field, the ups and downs of the figure are by no means comparable to a girl like Gao Shangoat, between the swings of his hands, the maturity of the meaning is crazy, if the Gaoshan Goat is a witch, this woman is definitely a ghost mother, Yun Ye felt his heartbeat for the first time, this is a woman.

I wanted to close my eyes but couldn't bear to, my heart beat involuntarily to the rhythm of the bell on the dancer's feet, and now I can't wait to pounce on her and tear off her veil to see what is going on.

Veil? Thinking of this question, Yun Ye was stunned, this is the beauty who was scratched in the face, Li Huairen, who has always liked mature women, has already rushed into the dance field like crazy, the pig nose on his face is gone, Changsun Chong's face is red, and his eyes are red. Finally, he lifted the wine jug and put a pot on the back of his head, and then lay down on the brocade couch softly.

The heartbeat is so loud, the cooing is about to jump out of his throat, Cheng Chumo has a chopstick stuck in his lap, Li Tai's hands have begun to tremble, and his eyes can't help but glance into the dance field.

The pig's mouth was already full of Yun Ye's saliva, and the sweet smell seemed to be lingering inside, what is this, so domineering? The dance of this dead woman evokes the hottest fire in a man's heart.

No wonder Pei Lin will be unlucky, a seventy-year-old man, his heart beats like a drum, and he dances a column of incense like this for a long time, it is strange not to have heart failure, coupled with the torment of lust, it is considered an ancestor to accumulate virtue if he can live for three more days.

It's very tempting, I want to go up and hug her waist, and I want to bury my face in her chest and suffocate to death, no matter what, it's not a trip to the world for nothing, as for kissing her mouth?

Forget it, this woman is ugly! Yun Ye told himself the reason for not going to this woman's side a thousand times before he could stabilize his mind.

Yun Ye didn't go over, but the dead woman was walking towards him, dancing as she went, just like an innocent girl breaking off the willows by the river, moving towards it timidly step by step.

Cheng Chumo shouted, smashed his head through the window and stuck his head out, sweat dripping down his chin. (To be continued.) )

PS: In the second section, the "Heart Sutra" must be contributed in 313 words in the full text, and it cannot be only recited in half of it, which is inappropriate.